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Chapter 11

Sydney hadn't seen Sark all morning he had already eaten breakfast when she went down and was in a business meeting over lunch. She could hardly concentrate on Anna's lessons as she was so nervous about the dinner that night. What am I going to wear? Sydney thought, she had no idea where they were going or what they were doing.

After Sydney had finished with Anna's lessons, giving up a little early because she could no longer concentrate, Sydney made her way upstairs towards her room. Noticing a note taped to her door, Sydney's heart fluttered as she read it.

Dinner tonight 7pm

Dress from your closet

J

Sydney smiled as she walked into her room, but it quickly dropped as she realised the time she only had two hours to get ready and she still had no idea what she was going to wear. Sydney read the note again….Dress from your closet? Sydney quickly made her way over to her large closet, opening the door and walking in she noticed a large garment bag hanging at the very front. Unzipping the bag Sydney saw the gorgeous baby pink fabric the silver glitter spread out like tiger stripes down the length of the dress.

Sydney climbed out of the shower and quickly blow dried her hair, pulling the strands into a loose bun, leaving some strands loose to frame her face. Quickly applying some basic makeup, Sydney walked out of the bathroom and picked up the dress from where she left it. Slipping it over her head the silky material fit snugly on Sydney's curved hugging her in all the right places.

Slipping on minimal jewellery as she didn't have much and silently cursing the fact that she hadn't bought the necklace at the market when she ran into Anna.

Slipping on her shoes as there was a knock on her bedroom door, Sydney took a deep breath in attempt to get her nerves under control. Get a grip she mentally berated herself as she opened the door.

Sydney felt her breath hitch in her throat as she saw Sark standing outside her door, looking way too good in another suit, this time with a white shirt, the top two buttons undone. Sydney couldn't say anything, she was too busy admiring him to notice that Sark had the same dilemma, his gaze started at her eyes but quickly followed the dress down her smooth legs and finally to her feet encased in a pair of black heels. Sark's eyes made they way back up to meet Sydney's eyes.

"You look stunning" his voice hoarse with emotion.

Sydney smiled revealing her dimples.

"You don't look so bad yourself" Sydney managed after gaining control over her emotions.

Sark held his arm out for her, a silent invitation to join him. Collecting her purse from the side table, Sydney linked her arm with Sarks Armani covered arm, sending tingles through her body as they walked towards the awaiting limousine.

Sydney and Sark chatted the entire way to their destination, feeling more and more comfortable with one another. As the car arrived at their destination Sark climbed out and walked around to Sydney's door and opened it for her, taking her hand and helping her out. Sydney was surprised to find that she was in the heart of London at one of the most prestigious restaurants, only the very rich and famous could ever get tables.

Sydney audibly gasped in shock as they walked through the doors and Sydney found the restaurant empty.

"There's…there's no one here…" Sydney stuttered out.

Sark smiled and pulled out her chair. Sydney sunk down into the chair speechless.

The restaurant was bathed in candle light, red and white rose petals scattered on the floor. The single table set up in the middle of the room. The overall effect was stunning and Sydney wondered how he managed to get it all done so quickly.

Sark poured the wine that was sitting in ice bucket to the side of the table.

Sydney mumbled a quick "thanks" still not capable of speaking properly.

A waiter soon appeared and detailed the menu, once he had left with their orders Sydney was able to regain her ability to speak properly.

"This is really amazing" Sydney spoke awe evident in her voice

"votre si beau" You're so beautiful Sark whispered in perfect French. Causing Sydney to blush, shivering slightly at his words.

Sark stood up and moved around to Sydney "danse avec moi" Dance with me? came his whispered plea.

"j'aimerais à" I would love to Sydney whispered gently taking his outstretched hand sending a tingling sensation through both their bodies. Sark led Sydney onto the dance floor, the orchestra taking their cue. Sark wrapped one hand around Sydney's waist and took Sydney's hand in his as they swayed to the gentle music. Staring into each others eyes, Striking blue met sparkling brown, they foreheads now touching, breaths mingling. Sark released Sydney's hand and slip his hand down her side and over her hip, Sydney's hands automatically left his shoulder and played with his curls at the base of his neck.

Sark leaned in brushing his lips with Sydney's in a tender heart stopping kiss